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“Are you ready for dinner, sweetheart?”
I look up at the man who owns me, body and soul. He’s been gone since our shower together this morning. I know he had a lot of work, but I’ve missed him. I was allowed out of this room today. Zane was my bodyguard, but I didn’t venture out much. If I were honest, I wanted Victor to come back to my room and make love to me again. I was disappointed because he didn’t. Didn’t he want me as much as I did him? Couldn’t he feel this draw between us? God, there’s no way he could ache for me like I did him. If he did, he couldn’t have stayed gone all day.
The questions were never ending, and they led way to doubts.
Did I suck at sex? Didn’t he like it as much as I did? Did I disappoint him?
I’m a mess. When he stands there in front of me, wearing a suit and looking way too good, all I can think is that I reached too high. A girl like me could never be enough for a man like Victor.
“I’m not feeling good. I think I’ll just stay in,” I whisper, avoiding his eyes.
“Hey, Kitten. What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?” he asks.
“What do you mean?”
He pulls us down to sit on the bed and surprises me by laying back against the mattress and taking me in his arms. I lay on my side, my upper body crossed over on his chest and abdomen, while his arm goes around me, his fingers delving in my hair. His head turns, angling it down to bury his nose against my neck, breathing me in.
“God, I’ve missed you today, Kitten. It’s been so fucking hard trying to do what I needed to do and update Antonio and Niko. I could barely function. All I wanted was to be with you, your hot body taking me inside, and hearing your moans in my ear.”
“You really feel like that?” I ask, hoping against hope.
“Fuck yeah. How could you doubt it? Don’t you remember how hungry I was for you last night? That doesn’t just happen, Gia.”
“It doesn’t?”
“Could you imagine being that way with anyone but me?” he grumbles, and I know I’m on the verge of pissing him off. I sigh.
“No, of course not. I just thought that it was only me. I’m not exactly experienced at this kind of thing.”
“If I had you home, Gia, we wouldn’t have left this bed.”
“I want to be home. I was afraid, Victor.”
“Afraid of what?”
This is probably where I should pull back and not tell him. I don’t want to keep secrets from him, though.
“That maybe I wasn’t any good. I thought maybe you regretted?—”
He kisses me, and I’m not able to finish my sentence. I don’t really care. The feel of Victor’s tongue in my mouth as he shifts our bodies so that I’m not on my back and he’s hovering over me is perfection. He moves so he’s over me completely, pressing me down into the mattress. I can feel the steel-hard outline of his cock against the most feminine part of me and gasp.
“Does that feel like I regret a fucking thing, Gia?”
“No,” I moan.
“I want you so much that I’ve had a raging hard on all fucking day. It’s made working a pain in my ass.”
“I know how we can fix that,” I suggest, rocking my hips against him.
“I want that more than you know, sweetheart. Your body needs a break, though. We’re going to eat dinner, before I bring you back up here. We’ll soak in that big ass tub in your bathroom. Then, if you’re a good girl, I’ll eat that perfect pussy of yours and make you come all over my face.”
“I’d rather you make me your dinner,” I grumble, and he laughs.
He rolls off of me and stands up. I whimper and bite down on my lip to keep from begging when he reaches his hand in his pants and adjusts his cock.
“I think giving you my cock might have been a mistake.”
“Why would you say that?”
